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Satan's
(J. Lyon/G. Tallent/B. Bandiera)

Down to the
Of a two-week
Lost in the
Way out the fringe
He was rolled in Baton
Now he's in the bayou
Staring at a
That would make a dead man

Out beyond the
The swamp grass is on
You can hear the marsh birds
As the methane them higher
the Devil in the flesh
Walking on water
Holds out a taloned
And "I know what you desire"

Satan's shoes, Satan's
You want to walk around in Satan's
Satan's shoes, Satan's
You to dance in Satan's shoes

You've been a loser all life
You're friendless, loveless
You've been abandoned by your
Well, got the trick
That will your life a treat
C'mon, d'ya say
'em on your feet

Well, he 'em on
And they fit like a hand tooled
And that fine leather
Felt like a mother's love
He howled at the
And he at the sun
Yea, he all of illicit fun

Satan's shoes, Satan's
I to walk around in Satan's shoes
Satan's shoes, Satan's
I want to dance in shoes

Ah, people, now
We come to the sad part of the
They him face down
In the mayor's wife's glories
Yeah, he had a good
But it last too long
Now he's singing
That old song...you know

Satan's shoes, shoes
You want to walk in Satan's shoes
Satan's shoes, Satan's
He's stepping out in Satan's shoes